Will: "You are not really dying, are you?" Jem: "So they tell me." Will: "I am sorry." Jem: "No. Donโt be ordinary like that. Donโt say youโre sorry. Say youโll train with me." Will: "Iโll train with you.
Cassandra ClareAre you implying that shreds of my reputation remain intact?" Will demanded with mock horror. "Clearly I have been doing something wrong. Or not something wrong, as the case may be." He banged on the side of the carriage. "Thomas! We must away at once to the nearest brothel. I seek scandal and low companionship.
Cassandra ClareWhat you're blaming yourself for is being who you are. And that's no one's fault and nothing you can change.
Cassandra Clare